Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 165 - 165 165 Causes Arise and Cease Connections Gather and Disperse

165: Chapter 165: Causes Arise and Cease, Connections Gather and Disperse.

(4th release, please recommend and favorite) 165: Chapter 165: Causes Arise and Cease, Connections Gather and Disperse.

(4th release, please recommend and favorite) “Allow me to introduce myself, I am Murasame Miyako, the fourteenth Family Head of the Muramasa family.

Perhaps you do not recognize me, but my useless brother, Muramasa Kozuki, was killed by one of your subordinates.”

Murasame Miyako spoke with a smile and even bowed deeply to Ye Xuan, her demeanor gentle and polite.

At that moment!

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at Murasame Miyako.

A cold smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth as he calmly said, “To retrieve the Muramasa Demon Sword, you people from Japan really stop at nothing.

Even Qingzhu was subdued by you.

I must say, your methods are indeed much cleverer than your brother’s.”

“Mr.

Ye flatters me,” Murasame Miyako replied with a smile.

“Since I know we are no match for you, we can only resort to some shameless methods to retrieve the Muramasa Demon Sword.

As for the woman, Qingzhu, we merely promised her that we would help her Xia Family rise again in Xia Country.

The terms of the exchange, of course, involved your life.”

“Are you so certain that just a cup of poisoned wine would leave me lying in wait for death?” Ye Xuan spoke, his face still calm.

“Lover’s tears are the most poisonous substances in the world, and are also the most potent poison passed down through generations of my Murasama family.

Over thousands of years, countless great masters have died under this deadly poison.

Even if, Mr.

Ye, your cultivation is unmatched, faced with this ultimate poison of the world, you can only turn into a puddle of blood and perish.”

“Mr.

Ye, I must say, you are too arrogant.

If you had ruthlessly killed Qingzhu and thrown away this cup of poisoned wine, we would turn around and leave, never daring to covet the Muramasa Demon Sword again.

Unfortunately, you never had the heart to do it, and that seals your fate today.”

Murasame Miyako smiled sweetly, feeling very proud and extremely confident about ‘Lover’s Tears,’ since this deadliest poison in the world has no antidote, and no one has ever survived it.

Buzz!

Suddenly,

Before Murasame Miyako could react, Ye Xuan stepped forward; a booming sound echoed through the void, and his sparkling jade-like palm quietly clutched at Murasame Miyako’s neck, lifting her into mid-air.

Choke—choke—choke!

Ye Xuan’s fingers tightened slightly.

Murasame Miyako’s neck bizarrely twisted, odd noises emanating from her throat.

She found it extremely difficult to breathe, and her eyes, wide with terror, stared at Ye Xuan, displaying a color of profound horror.

“No…

impossible…

you…

how could you mobilize your Inner Breath…?” Murasame Miyako screamed in terror, her limbs flailing weakly in the air.

“Do not mention mere mortal poisons; even the Nine Yin Kui Water cannot harm my Demi-Immortal Body.

You can go to your death in peace!”

Ye Xuan sneered sinisterly, a terrifying force emanating from his palm.

Murasame Miyako was gruesomely twisted by her neck and killed on the spot.

Bang!

Ye Xuan casually threw her corpse to the ground, his chilling voice echoing at that moment.

“Beichen, slaughter them all, leave no one behind.”

“At your command!”

A cruel cold laugh followed.

Unnoticed, Gu Beichen had quietly appeared behind Ye Xuan.

With a blood-colored long blade in hand, he rushed into the group of black-clad samurai as a tiger would into a flock of sheep, the air around him filled with a bloodthirsty and savage aura.

The Blood Blade swept across, the slaughter was silent, only copious amounts of blood staining the wedding banquet; dozens of black-clad samurai fled in disarray.

However, under the terrifying massacre by Gu Beichen, these Japanese fighters helplessly realized they could not escape, reduced merely to lambs awaiting slaughter.

At that moment!

Ye Xuan’s face was cold and merciless, blood radiance slowly blooming around him as he silently observed Qingzhu, while Xia Tiejun had already collapsed to his knees, his eyes filled with utter despair.

“Ye… Noble Nephew Ye… it was these Japanese who forced us father and daughter… please… please spare our lives,” Xia Tiejun cried out, fearing that Ye Xuan would kill them right there.

“Ye Xuan, if you want to kill, then kill.

Dying by your hand, Qingzhu has no regrets,” said Qingzhu with a faint smile on her face, showing no fear as she quietly watched Ye Xuan.

“Sir, if you cannot bear to do it, let me do it.”

Gu Beichen approached with large strides, his bloodstained blade already dripping with fresh blood, the so-called Japanese warriors slaughtered to nothing.

Yet, Gu Beichen also knew how Ye Xuan could possibly act against his former lover?

“Stand down.”

Ye Xuan murmured softly, causing Gu Beichen to be taken aback, but he still retreated behind Ye Xuan, disappointment evident in his eyes.

It seemed Ye Xuan still had feelings for this woman, intending to spare her and her father’s lives.

In this moment!

Ye Xuan’s murderous aura disappeared without a trace, and his eyes appeared slightly erratic as he leisurely walked towards Xia Qingzhu, a hint of newfound affection surfacing in his gaze.

“Qingzhu, do you know, my greatest dream when I was a young boy was to personally dress you in a wedding gown, to grow old with you, and to spend a life together in happiness.”

Ye Xuan gently stroked Xia Qingzhu’s hair, his eyes brimming with love, as if he had returned to those youthful days, and just like now, caressing Xia Qingzhu’s soft hair.

Looking into Ye Xuan’s loving eyes, Xia Qingzhu felt a pang in her heart, and memories of their innocent childhood friendship emerged in her mind.

In that moment, she suddenly embraced Ye Xuan, tears rolling down her face, wetting his clothes.

“Brother Ye Xuan, I’m sorry, I really know I was wrong.

Can you forgive Qingzhu, can we go back to the past?”

A trace of sadness, a trace of self-mockery, quietly crossed Ye Xuan’s eyes as his thoughts drifted, and the hidden memories surfaced.

That year, a young boy and girl sat atop a haystack in autumn, swearing oaths to the heavens.

“Brother Ye Xuan, when Qingzhu grows up, she will definitely marry you.

Will you marry Qingzhu?”

“I will, definitely.

As long as you never leave me, I, Ye Xuan, swear to the heavens, I will certainly take you as my wife.”

Childhood sweethearts, innocent friends, the young boy and girl drifted away in their playful chases, leaving behind memories Ye Xuan could never forget.

His thoughts circled back, just like what was before his eyes.

Ye Xuan was slowly caressing Xia Qingzhu’s cheek, her delicate features seemingly transforming back into the girl of the past, causing his eyes to blur and moisten.

Crack!

Suddenly!

The sound of bones breaking filled the air, and a crystal-like hand gripped Xia Qingzhu’s neck.

Blood uncontrollably spilled from her mouth, her pupils dilating, and she stared dumbfounded at the man before her, unable to speak.

“Why?”

Blood continued to spill from the corner of Xia Qingzhu’s mouth, staining her pristine wedding gown a beautiful yet tragic red.

Even in her dying moments, she couldn’t believe that Ye Xuan could be so heartless as to end her life himself.

“Xia Qingzhu, do you remember?

Back then at the Jiangnan Hospital, when I was gravely ill, you also shed a single tear and then decisively left my side.

Since that time, I knew that what I called love was merely my own wishful thinking, and you, Xia Qingzhu, have always put interests first.”

Ye Xuan’s previously loving gaze gradually became icy, his eyes harboring a ruthless color.

“Today, you could poison me to exchange for the rise of the Xia Family again, because you knew, even if you failed, I, Ye Xuan, out of past affection, would not kill you.”

At this point, a sinister smile curved Ye Xuan’s lips, and his voice was chilling, “But you really don’t understand me, you don’t understand me at all.

I am not the young boy I used to be, and the so-called bonds of love are nothing but a joke to me.”

“From the day you left, the girl I loved died, and now, you are merely a stranger in my eyes.”

Crack!

With a smile, Ye Xuan twisted Xia Qingzhu’s neck, her body gradually growing cold.

Even in her last moments, her eyes wide with immense unwillingness and confusion, she couldn’t believe that Ye Xuan would personally kill her.

Bang!

Ye Xuan discarded Xia Qingzhu’s body like trash, his gaze indifferently watching her corpse as he calmly said, “Bury the ignorant love I once had, and also bury the last of our affections.

You can be at peace now.”

“Daughter!”

Watching Xia Qingzhu die at Ye Xuan’s hands, Xia Tiejun cried out in sorrow, while Gu Beichen stared in shock at the scene, a profound horror surfacing in his eyes.

He never imagined Ye Xuan could be so ruthlessly merciless.

“A single thought arises, and all rivers and mountains have emotions; A single thought extinguished, and seas and fields are heartless.

Let the arising and ceasing of connections, the gathering and dispersing of affections, all disappear with the wind!”

Ye Xuan walked towards the distance, his voice calm yet filled with age, causing Gu Beichen to quickly return to his senses, and he hesitantly asked, “Sir…

What about…

Xia Tiejun?”

“Send him and his daughter together to hell.”

As Ye Xuan’s calm voice reached him, his figure also gradually vanished from Gu Beichen’s sight.